I Am the Capital’s Top Appraiser
“I’ll give you fifty for this busted bowl. You selling?”
At an auction, Lu Shuo pointed at a priceless Song-dynasty official kiln piece worth 200 million, and the entire room mocked him as a country bumpkin.
The next second, a golden glint flashed in his eyes. In front of everyone, he declared that the “national treasure” up for auction was a fake, sending a top expert into a rage so intense he fainted on the spot.
Nobody knew that his eyes could see through time and discern the truth about anything.
Appraising treasures was only the beginning. Restoring the dragon veins and unlocking ancient seals were his real line of work.
When the Palace Museum begged to exhibit a shabby painting he had picked up for eighty yuan on Antique Street, everyone who had ever mocked him was left dumbfounded.
His ex-girlfriend showed off her diamond ring on the arm of a rich heir. Then she turned and saw Lu Shuo casually raise his paddle from the VIP section at an auction. “I’ll take that bronze tripod.”
The entire room fell silent.
